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Lumps of Rotting Clay

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  • 2006.06.02
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NO Man's Land is an eerie sight At early dawn in the pale gray light. Never a house and never a hedge In No Man s Land from edge to edge, And never a living soul walks there To taste the fresh of the morning air; Only some lumps of rotting clay, That were friends or foemen yesterday. What are the bounds of No Man s Land? You can see them clearly on either hand, A mound of rag-bags gray in the sun, Or a furrow of brown where the earthworks run From the eastern hills Christ - Thy name is Panzer!

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